The procedure was done under the table and was wearing off too soon

Blurring in-between

Skipping genes


Old fighting new

Have to make it home

before nightfall

My face changing into a strange man

It’s only the eyes I recognize

Even the feeling is strange

Fog and booms coming down

It’s the war

The war no one talks about

Hidden but the effects are real

Two belief zones are ahead of me

The two most difficult to cross for independent thinkers

It helps to take a tab of neutrality but it doesn’t always work

No time

I got mine

Now it’s just waiting



of sleep

whenever I can




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